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she looks back down to meet his gaze, picking up her fork to poke at her cold food distractedly.
“they just get so… cuddly. and touchy-feely, i guess.”
there’s a brief, silent pause in which rumi and jinu stare at each other with what feels like the weight of the world on their shoulders. jinu eventually breaks first.
“oh my god,” he breathes out the breath he didn’t even realise he was holding harshly before smothering his face into his hands.
“what?” rumi snaps defensively, her brows tightening into a tiny, self-conscious frown.
“nothing,” he sighs, dragging his hands down his face. “i just can’t believe that your problem is two of the hottest women on campus wanting to cuddle with you after sex.”
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the one where rumi doesn't quite understand what aftercare is, and freaks out about it just a bit.
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08 Jun 2026
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“tell me about it!” the girl says, and oh right, mira has an order to take. “could i get a latte with two pumps of vanilla syrup please?”
mira nods slowly as she puts the order through on the screen, finding it oddly difficult to navigate through the screen menus all of a sudden.
“do you want that as a small or large?”
“a large, please.”
the girl brings an arm up to brush a stray lock of her lilac hair out of her face. mira bites down hard on her lip to keep herself from letting out a noise. the girl’s bicep flexed as her arm moved, squeezing as her elbow bent until it relaxed fully as her arm came down. how is she supposed to remain normal about that?
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the one where mira works at a café and forgets how to act when a certain customer with cute lilac hair and tattoos, and super buff arms, shows up.
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07 Jun 2026
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“okay, so i’m gonna start now. just let me know if anything is uncomfortable or if you want to stop at any moment.”
rumi nods as best as she can with her face stuffed into a hole.
“sounds good,” she croaks. now she’ll also go to hell for being a liar, because nothing about what’s about to happen sounds good. it sounds awful and terrifying that a beautiful woman with presumably soft hands is going to be touching her naked body when she was so unprepared for this, even if ‘full body’ should have been indicative that she’d be getting quite naked. she just really didn’t anticipate mira.
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the one where rumi goes to a spa for the first time and discovers some things about herself when her masseuse turns out to be way hotter than she could've ever imagined.
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07 Jun 2026
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the sun lights up your eyes (when you look at me) by ev09 for Allegorical_Cave_Dweller
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
14 Feb 2026
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Rumi’s still wearing that dumb grin, this time paired with a grey activewear set Mira had bought for her a few weeks back. As Mira watches, she shrugs off her cropped zip-up, revealing the matching form-fitting tank underneath, and. Well. Rumi’s all lean muscle and smooth skin, patterns arcing delicate and nacreous along her body, which is. Distracting, to be sure.
But not quite distracting enough to draw attention away from the very loud red paddle she’s now holding up like a particularly athletic, overenthusiastic bidder. Or distracting enough to make Mira forget about this god-awful situation her girlfriend had dragged her into.
“Pickleball!” Rumi announces happily, and Mira briefly contemplates death and the sweet, quiet relief it would bring.
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07 Jun 2026
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“Sorry, baby.” Mira’s smirking, now, and it’s soo unfair, how hot she is; so unfair just how affected Zoey is, from words that are for all intents and purposes so tame. “You playing your game?”
“Uh-huh,” Zoey manages. “Yeah, we’re between matches.”
“Live?”
“Yeah, it’s- Mira, what-”
“You’re playing with other people, right?” Mira asks, coming to a stop right in front of her, and Zoey knows that look, the determined heat simmering in dark brown eyes, the sharp curl of pretty lips up at the corner.
Zoey knows that look, and so she squeaks, “Yes,” and tries not to come in her pants as Mira sinks slowly, smoothly, to her knees.